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In the year 667 of the Ming Dynasty, Ishikawa traveled to Japan. This year, the Japanese people did not live a very happy life spiritually. Before the Sadako on the front foot was finished, the curse on the back foot crawled out. Countless urban weird stories make people afraid to go out in the middle of the night. It all started when this damn Ishikawa decided to become a novelist.

My name is Natsume, and I have just traveled to Japan, a supernatural world. The good news is that I became an exorcist. The bad news is that I am an extraterrestrial demon, and no magic weapon can last more than three seconds in my hand. The worse news is that now the police are coming to my door to exorcise the demon. I would like to ask netizens for help. What should I do? I am waiting online and am very anxious. ------ Policeman: Mr. Natsume, my evil spirit detector seems to be broken. How come it detects an evil spirit value that is higher than the Ghost King? Natsume: Really? I don't know either. Policeman: Are you hot? Why are you sweating so much? Natsume: Exorcism is important, don't worry about such trivial matters.

Natsume, who traveled to Tokyo, decided to start writing a novel at the request of a beautiful editor. As a result, the whole of Japan began to sweat. When other novelists were still charging for the highest literary award. Natsume has transformed from a social conscience at the beginning to a person recognized as the most dangerous person in the world. Natsume: "I'm just a lousy copycat. Why should I be said to be evil? I don't accept it and I want to appeal."